Well i will be 12 this year an itz a long time ago..but here iz how it happened..
I waz born at a puppy farm..not a farm like you see on tv but a place that iz mean to all puppies an older doggies..
When i waz furry young i would have been taken from my mum..an thiz meanz i did not learn how to socialise..that’s what mummy doggies teach their pups.
When my human mum saw me at a pet shop she waz still not aware of this trade..she saw me a little black puppy an fell in love..i waz shy..this waz what made her want me..sadly that iz a sign that thingz are not right..,but mum did not know.
I waz furry sick in the car going to my new home..i chewed mumz seatbelt..i had awful puppy breath BOL…
Mum and Dad bought me in and i met my new big brofur..his name was Doc..he seemed like a giantz!!
Soon i outgrew him..i was alwayz fearful an on my first walkies out i waz rolled by off leash big doggies..an so now all i love is Doc an not other doggies..
Mum looked into all these thingz when i waz small ..tried to find out who my pawrents were..all doors closed on her!!
Since then she haz been strongly against puppy farms..she sayz i waz her doorwayz to a nasty world.
Mum sayz no matter what i am her boy..forever an ever and that she owes me to make sure my life iz furry happy..i think i am a lucky boy..so many others do not have a happy ending to their lives..
Thanks Bacon fur letting us share a really important bloggie hop ..